Iin now is my sister-in-law. She is two years younger than me. Her hair is very long and her face looks very similar with her mom. But I heard Iin is not their biological daughter. Her brother was born at 1980 and she was born at 1990 and they are two siblings only, like Jessica and me. Iin already works in Tanjung Priuk, but I don't know what she does. I rarely meet her and when we meet, the music or the MC talking on microphone is too loud - or maybe I am just that deaf. Poor conversations. I'd love to get closer sisterhood with her, though.
Wow, where should I start? So my comeback to dance class after a month break (sebulan aje dibahas...gimana lebih? Udah jadi buku keleus :D) had been a wild ride. Right away rehearsal for a performance and coordinating an event at the same time. Berto gave me this job from IDF, where I worked as P.I.C for Dance Writing Workshop. My girl IKAN said why am I taking the job if I am so busy? The answer is clear: I need to pay college. Ikan said she can just lend me money and I can focus on my thesis. God, bless this human that is my best friend. That's very kind and thoughtful of her. Anyway, I took the job so I was running 2 events at the same time. One in Cikini, Central Jakarta and one in SOM, South Tangerang. I became an adept Commuter Line user. I no longer mistaken peron 1 with peron 2 and silly things like that, like not knowing which gate I should enter after scanning my card to enter the peron. Duh. Duh 100x. I wasn't particularly on diet but I really didn't want to ea...

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